[Crowley - 06] [video]
[A careless toss and an ungentle landing turn the video record feature on. Visible at first nearest the camera is the foliage of two or three potted plants, as seen from below. Above that is the sloping curve of a barely-reflective window, through which all the majesty of outer space can be seen, floating serenely by.]
About bloody time.
[There is a noise not unlike the sound of a person flopping down onto an expensive leather couch, which is exactly what it is, and a long, drawn-out sigh. There is silence for a few more moments, and the video continues to record because the stars are still moving in the background, before a hand obscures the view and the video shifts wildly for a second before clearing, revealing the momentarily puzzled face of one A.J. Crowley.]
Hm? Oh.
[He looks thoughtful for a moment, and then grins.]
[There is a small 'blip!' and the feed cuts off.]
About bloody time.
[There is a noise not unlike the sound of a person flopping down onto an expensive leather couch, which is exactly what it is, and a long, drawn-out sigh. There is silence for a few more moments, and the video continues to record because the stars are still moving in the background, before a hand obscures the view and the video shifts wildly for a second before clearing, revealing the momentarily puzzled face of one A.J. Crowley.]
Hm? Oh.
[He looks thoughtful for a moment, and then grins.]
[There is a small 'blip!' and the feed cuts off.]